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There are moments when life pulls back the curtain and lets us glimpse something bigger than ourselves. For me, that moment came during a near-death experience. What I felt was hard to put into words, but the truth has stayed with me ever since: life is not accidental; the people you love are known and held by God even before they are born.

Scripture whispers this reality to us. “Before I formed you in the womb I knew you, before you were born I set you apart” (Jeremiah 1:5). “All the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be” (Psalm 139:16). These aren’t abstract words. They’re reminders that God’s knowledge is not bound by time. He sees the end from the beginning, and in His presence the past, present, and future mingle together like threads in one fabric.

When I was hovering between this life and the next, I sensed not only the presence of family members who had gone before me, but also the presence of family who had yet to come. Grandchildren and great-grandchildren I had never met.. not yet born, not yet named but already real in the heart of God. That realization changed how I see my own life.

It means that every moment we live has weight. Every choice we make ripples forward into generations we may never meet on this side of eternity. It means our responsibility isn’t only to those around us now, but also to those who will one day carry our name, our values, our legacy.

It also means comfort. The ones we long for, the ones we pray for, even the ones we worry will never come… they are already known to God. They are not accidents of biology or chance. They are part of His great story, waiting for their appointed time.

So when life feels random, chaotic, or fragile, remember this: you are not an accident. Your children are not accidents. Your grandchildren are not accidents. You are part of a design so vast that you may only catch a glimpse of it in rare, holy moments. And that glimpse is enough to remind us to live with purpose, gratitude, and hope.

Life is not accidental. It is intentional. It is sacred. And it is known by the One who holds the generations in His hand.

Every morning you wake up, you’ve been given another gift. Another chance. Another day. And the first thing we should all do is pause and give thanks to God, to the Source who chose to wake us up again.

Think about your heartbeat. That steady rhythm inside your chest is no different than a lightbulb glowing in your home. The bulb shines only because it’s connected to power. But what happens when the power source decides otherwise? In an instant, the light goes out.

We’ve all experienced it: sitting at home when, suddenly, the power cuts off. Sometimes it’s back in minutes. Sometimes it takes days. And sometimes after a devastating storm it never comes back at all. Homes are destroyed. Lives are altered. Lightbulbs that will never glow again.

Life is very much the same. At any moment, something can sweep through like that storm and extinguish our light. One heartbeat gone silent. One life no longer connected to the Source.

And yet, there’s another truth here: God chooses to use each of us in a certain way. Sometimes, when your lightbulb is temporarily turned off when life knocks you down, when circumstances leave you powerless, it’s a reminder that He’s in control. It may even be the jumpstart you needed to realize you were never in control in the first place.

Don’t deny that truth. Don’t live with pride as if your alarm clock is what wakes you up. The alarm clock may sound, but only God sustains your life. Each morning is a direct gift from Him. That’s why you should begin every day by humbling yourself, thanking Him, and confessing your dependence on Him.

Remain teachable. Stay surrendered. Remember that pride closes doors, but humility keeps your heart open to God’s leading.

So let every morning be a Thanksgiving. Not just once a year, but every day. Because every day you wake up, God chose to keep your light shining.

I used to wonder why things were taking so long. Why the breakthrough, the success, the money always felt just out of reach.

But now I understand: God wasn’t withholding the currency. He was preparing my character.

He had to teach me stewardship before granting me scale. Because it’s not just about getting bigger it’s about becoming stronger, more intentional. I don’t just carry a vision. I carry divine infrastructure. What others build for applause, I build from assignment.

I’ve learned that when you move from ego to humility, everything shifts. I was born with the blueprint, but now? Now the blueprint has met timing. Purpose. Alignment.

There’s a builder in me. One that doesn’t chase trends or noise. One that carries anncient wisdom a sense of spiritual architecture rooted in something deeper than modern hustle culture.

Today, I walk into rooms differently. Not louder, but with authority. Strategy. Presence. I don’t have to say a word for the atmosphere to shift.

That’s not charisma. That’s the mantle.

I’ve begun manifesting what never made sense before. It’s all becoming part of the story I was meant to live one brick at a time, built with purpose.